TRANSCRIBED FROM THE JONESBORO DAILY TRIBUNE, OCTOBER 8, 1918 P. 1
U. S. Operating Base,
Hampton Roads, Va.,
Sept. 20, 1918.
My Dearest Mother:
I received your ever welcome letter, so glad to hear from you, when I get such encouraging letters as you write me it makes me feel like I could whip three men like the Kaiser.
Well, mother, I guess I will go aboard a ship the 20th of October as we take our final exam the 17th of next month and may be then I can get a furlough and come home to see you all, but if I came before then it would spoil my schooling for I am going to make good as I am studying wireless telegrahphy. Why shouldn’t I make good, with such a brave, sweet mother at home encouraging me for I can’t forget when you kissed me goodbye and never shed a tear and told me to do my duty and I am doing my best mother for its made a man of me in a good many ways. The best of all I will know something when I get home after we win the war for we are going to win. Give my love to all my friends and home floks. Write often,
Your loving son,
WILLIAM BERT.
NOTES: William Bert of Jonesboro is writing to his mother, Mrs. J. F. Riddle.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT
U. S. Operating Base,
Hampton Roads, Va.,
Sept. 20, 1918.
My Dearest Mother:
I received your ever welcome letter, so glad to hear from you, when I get such encouraging letters as you write me it makes me feel like I could whip three men like the Kaiser.
Well, mother, I guess I will go aboard a ship the 20th of October as we take our final exam the 17th of next month and may be then I can get a furlough and come home to see you all, but if I came before then it would spoil my schooling for I am going to make good as I am studying wireless telegrahphy. Why shouldn’t I make good, with such a brave, sweet mother at home encouraging me for I can’t forget when you kissed me goodbye and never shed a tear and told me to do my duty and I am doing my best mother for its made a man of me in a good many ways. The best of all I will know something when I get home after we win the war for we are going to win. Give my love to all my friends and home floks. Write often,
Your loving son,
WILLIAM BERT.
NOTES: William Bert of Jonesboro is writing to his mother, Mrs. J. F. Riddle.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT